Release notes:

Knowingly realized with poor half technicians, with the full conscience to dirty the vision, with material picked up from the road, the internet and archives, Lethal Industry lives and represents a tarred but yet casual beatification. Hollow lived, outdate and undernourished, to recreate for not producing convenience in the vision while the fresh bitumen of the tonality penetrates in the garments of the unknown and foreign.

Review:

"The share of our subservient illusions - the balance - and still run away the consistency of things, the pernicious perception of senses and ideas - Confusion - escape the unwelcome reality - rush over more - believe it - losing touch - believe - take a side road and sometimes abandon all control - Pragmatic and insightful. Fescal explores this portion of our glittering desires where are meshing delicate balance between benign outlook and terra incognita - a diffuse frontier bordering distant interlaced grating and sometimes a few slender dark laminars (aboon) - But stop ! Back to reality - a single moment - the thickness of our (precious?) evidences - a short moment but the matrix distorts again and not without a graceful agility - soon the contact will be broken, sailing on an uncertain surface, unless we still are not dockside - motionless traveler - a certainty ... In the meantime, keep on cheering !" says he somewhere." –Thierry Massard

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